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The person who wanted to kill her was actually Song Yi Xue!

Qiao Anxia could not understand why Song Yi Xue hated her so much. She hated Song Yi to the point of wanting her to die.

Was it also because of that accident?

While she was still thinking, Mo Han City got off the car, knocked twice on the car door, and urged her to get off.

Johann returned to his senses and got out of the car.

At a glance, he could see that it was a huge villa.

The area was surrounded by the dense emerald green forest, as if it was a real natural place. A cool breeze gently blew against the faint fragrance of flowers and plants.

In between the pleasant and fragrant gardens stood a magnificent European villa. The style was simple and luxurious, with a steady and elegant style. The unique artistic style was like a bright and beautiful scenery.

Joanna Xia really liked the atmosphere here. Just a glance was enough to make people happy.

He could not help but look curiously at the city and ask, "This place is?"

"At my house." The corner of Mo Han City's lips curled up slightly as he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the villa.

The gatekeepers on both sides of the door bowed respectfully. "Welcome back, sir!"

Mo Han City led her into the villa.

The villa was very big, it still had a calm and elegant style, simple yet luxurious.

Seeing them enter, a middle-aged woman with a warm smile welcomed them, "Second Young Master, welcome home."

When Joanna saw her, she felt very close, not at all unfamiliar.

She was curiously sizing up the woman when the woman's gaze fell on her. She sized her up, "Miss Qiao, long time no see. You are getting more and more beautiful!"

Long time no see …

Joanna was slightly taken aback. Had they met before?

"Mother Lin."

Mo Han City promptly called out. Qiao Anxia quickly followed up by sweetly calling out, "Hello, Mother Lin."

"Aiyo, Miss Qiao is too polite." Mother Lin was grinning from ear to ear, her gaze never leaving her.

Mother Lin's gaze towards her was too cordial, like a mother-in-law's gaze towards her daughter-in-law. The more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became. Qiao Anxia felt a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help shrinking towards her side, blushing.

Mo Han City chuckled when he saw Qiao Anxia's shy appearance, "Let me show you around."

"Wait." Joanna stopped him in his tracks, then looked at Mother Lin and asked, "Mother Lin, do we have any medicine boxes at home?"

Lin Mu understood her intention. She glanced at the wound on Mo Han City's arm and nodded her head hurriedly, "Yes, please wait here. I will go get it now."

"Follow me first …" Mo Han City paid no heed to his wounds. Clenching her hand tightly, he walked upstairs.

He had not taken two steps when Qiao Anxia forcefully dragged him into the living room and placed him on the sofa. "Sit."

Looking at the deep wound, Joanna felt her heart clench every time she looked at it.

Mother Lin brought a medicine kit over and handed it to her, then left the living room with the servants.

Qiao Anxia carefully applied the medicine on him, but Mo Han City was still unwilling to cooperate.

He didn't expect that Qiao Anxia would angrily yell, "Don't move."

Seeing her nervous expression, Mo Hancheng's heart warmed. He extended a hand to smooth the space between her wrinkled eyebrows. "It's just a small wound."

Small injuries?

How was this a small wound?

The wound was deep and long, and she had lost so much blood. Her body was a mess of flesh and blood, and it was all to save her …

Just thinking about it made Joanna shudder. She blew lightly on his wound, smeared the medicine gently, and carefully asked, "Does it hurt?"

Gazing at her worried little face, Mo Han City frowned and said, "It hurts."

Hearing him say it was painful, Qiao Anxia's subordinate's strength immediately lessened. He lightly breathed in his wound. "I'll be gentler."

Staring at her nervous expression, Mo Han City's pupils darkened. Suddenly, he bent down and whispered into her ear, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

The low and ambiguous voice in her ears made her itch. With a blush, she stood up and took two steps back.

Who dotes on you! I … I am just repaying the debt of gratitude! "

Mo Han City was elegantly sitting on the sofa with a pair of deep eyes staring at her with interest. That's it? "

A cold, magnetic voice, with a hint of flirtatiousness, intruded into her eardrums.

Having kept a safe distance from him, Qiao Anxia brazenly met his gaze and said, "Mm, we're even."

Heh.

Mo Han City's lips curled up into a faint smile as he stared at her like she was his prey. "Wouldn't I be at a disadvantage if we were to split up like this?"

Almost at the same instant his words fell, Qiao Anxia's ghost-like arm stretched out and grabbed his wrist. The arm abruptly pulled him into its embrace and pressed him down heavily.

A pleasant male scent wafted over. His charming and handsome face constantly drew closer, causing her lips to brush against his scent.

"You, what are you doing …"

His body pressed down so heavily that Qiao Anxia was unable to breathe. Her cheeks were pink as she bumped into him with an indiscernible gaze. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest from her nervousness.

He gently caressed her lips with his fingers. The soft sensation of his fingertips captivated him.

Her deep eyes were fixed on her face, her sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and she whispered, "Interest first."

The temperature of his fingers continued to rise as his handsome face suddenly became larger and larger in Qiao Anxia's line of sight.

"Ugh …" There was no time for Qiao Anxia to react. Mo Han City used his kiss to tyrannically cover her lips.

After touching her soft lips, all the rationality of Mo Han City suddenly went out of control. After being sucked into the sweet smell of the soul, her breathing became hurried, and she suddenly tightened her body. Her tongue opened up her lips and teeth, entangling her small tongue, making her unable to escape.

She stuck her hand on his collar but didn't move for a long time. He held her even tighter under his body. The domineering aura engulfed every part of her body, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

It was only when she let out a "wuu wuu" sound and tightly clutched the collar of his shirt with her beautiful eyes covered in a layer of mist that Mo Han City let go of her with a hint of nostalgia.

She placed her lips against her ear and kissed gently. With a low voice, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Staring at the red gauze covering his arm, Joanna frowned. "Be careful of the wound."

His two small hands gently held his arm, and his fingertips caressed the side of the bleeding wound.

Mo Han City suddenly frowned, causing her heart to clench. "Does it hurt?"

"Give me a kiss and it'll stop hurting." He gently pinched her chin and raised it with a devilish smile.

You still have the strength to tease her?

It really didn't look like it hurt.

"Come on!"

Joanna slapped his hand away, but accidentally hit his wound.

"Hiss!"

He didn't expect it to hit him. Qiao Anxia's heart skipped a beat. He bit his lower lip and felt a little vexed. "I didn't do it on purpose …"

Seeing her flustered little face, Mo Hancheng lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her without saying a word.

Lightly biting her tender lips, the corner of her lips curved up slightly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."